I've heard it all too many times before
how all the world is too dazzling to see -
but if this sparkling wonderland is real
where is it coming from - this dis-ease cause
is this utopian society
so blinding I can't even see what's real
I'm tired of sucking on popped bubblegum.
I'll never say what's black and white checked pass
cause even half the brain is grey matter
to correspond with life's grey areas.
If Area 51 is top hushed up
then how are there so many ghosts around
and if this contest is to prove that life
is nothing more than poster perfection
I take it as it's given too
damn big to sum it up as happiness.
Don't coax me into spouting candy I
be dishing out the hard stuff - meat soufflé
for some just love to think they know the word -
only to pass they see the entrance fall.
Alright, I'm done. You've heard what there's to hear.
Now walk away and just forget my words
and keep on thinking that you learned a thing
to help you through this life. I'll say once more:
it's all too big to say that it's just keen
but really there's no other way to see.